The following days brought a palpable shift in the palace's atmosphere. Whispers spread like wildfire, carrying rumours of betrayal, hidden agendas, and unspoken desires. Every hallway seemed to echo with the weight of uncertainty, and Elara found herself at the centre of it all.
Alistair’s subtle sabotage during the banquet had left a lasting impression on the nobles. Those who had once been loyal to Elara now hesitated, their faith shaken by Alistair’s carefully placed insinuations. Though Elara remained steadfast, she could feel the walls closing in, the political battlefield becoming ever more treacherous.
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